Watching For Your Eyes Only, I’ve seen a couple of clips of it online recently which has made me want to watch it fully. I’m glad they started to acknowledge Roger Moore’s age and have him reject the skater girl, that would’ve been too much.
The opening scene with the not-Blofeld (though really is, obviously) is proper daft and, as I’m not good with heights at all, the ending in that mountaintop monastery scares the crap out of me sometimes.
Oh, and if only John Barry could’ve come back for this one, the disco score is horrible.